When you kill a rare sunflower here in Vermont, you may also be killing a rare butterfly.
When a male dragonfly changes color — going from yellow to red — it's a scene in a racy drama worthy of Shakespeare or a soap opera. It turns out that sometimes a male might get along better in life by impersonating a female.
Elegance now flies and blooms in shades of white. During my meanderings so far this month, I've found pale beauty where plants and insects converge.
National Moth Week (I'm sure you all celebrated) ended Sunday. My celebration included three dozen moth species, a mere fraction of what came visiting my home here in Montpelier, Vermont, presented in full-frontal display here on my web site.
A state endangered butterfly. A globally vulnerable beetle. And a few common insects, including a lovely moth that resembles a pile of bird crap. So goes the week in flight.
From a wet meadow here in Vermont, a shocking butterfly bares it all at every stage of life.
Bursts of color and flight from the wilds of Maine and here in Montpelier, Vermont.
Got wildlife? Find the light. Here is but a fraction of the moths coming to my UV light here in Montpelier the past few nights.
I now get to go outside and play — er, I mean work. My field season, as a consulting biologist and educator, launches like migrating warblers this week, which means you'll find me less often here on the blog.